However, the result was writing the truth was not necessarily good. When I wrote my about my grievance of my parents not loving me, I was summoned to the teachers' room and scolded by the head teacher.
Given the topic of "If war starts," I wrote:
If the war is going to be more frightening than a father who's scarier than earthquakes or lightning, first, you should escape to the mountains. After fleeing, you should invite a teacher. The teacher is human, and I am human, and we have the same fear of war.
That time, the principal and the most senior teacher ganged up to investigate me.
They asked me, "What were you feeling when you wrote that?" I said, "I wrote it half joking." Then they said, "That is an irresponsible trick."
The senior teacher wrote Curiosity in his notebook. From then on, the senior teacher and I had a little talk.
"You wrote the teacher is human and I am human, but isn't everyone the same human?"
I answered without hesitation, "I think so."
I said little.
Then he asked me, "If the principal and I are the same humans, then why are our salaries different?"
I thought for a while then answered, "Isn't that because you have different jobs?"
The narrow-faced senior teacher put on his eyeglasses and wrote what I said in his notebook. After that, I felt good about this teacher. Then he asked me, "Are your father and I the same humans?" I was perplexed and didn't answer.